Myvoice kept cracking whenever I tried to say anything. Laying on thefloor panting, I figured I'd just let her talk."I want you back here at 9 o'cloc... sharp." Listening to her husky voice,I was mesmerized. I would be here."But first I need to clean you up." With that, she bent my legs backand scooped the remaining dribbles of cum from my anal fuckhole. Thenshe moved up."I'll clean off that big clitty of yours, but you have to promise mesomething." Anything," I rasped.From nowhere appeared a. It must be used to put on plays during the warmer days of spring and summer. I was greeted by a gentleman in a summer suit and a somber manner. He shook my hand with his left hand. His right hand had been lost somehow. He introduced himself as John Jennings, and I reminded him of my name, Bill High. I didn't find it too strange that he was one-handed. In farm country you see many with such losses.He was gracious enough to take me to my hotel in the little electric car that seemed to represent. More

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